28 (<--seriously, when did that happen?!). Long Islander. The daily trials and tribulations of life and work. Lover of all things J.Crew, sparkles, and baking. Obsessed with cute furry animals, Diet Coke, bad TV, and nail polish.
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12 8 / 2014
Not a baby. Or a human baby, that is. My husband saw a 12-week old brindle and white pit bull puppy tied to a fence in an abandoned building. He brought it to the ASPCA in Brooklyn and as long as all the vet check-ups go well, we will have a new puppy.
Not sure I’m ready to handle three dogs. I have plenty of snuggles to give, but my bed can’t handle a third creature.
Now what to name him when we have Whiskey and Bourbon?
10 8 / 2014
Time to convince my husband to say bye to Long Island.
03 8 / 2014
Just drove from Long Island to Florida. In one day. Holy shit.
01 8 / 2014
I am willing to bet they’re stuck between laundry or something else really stupid.
31 7 / 2014
The drama continues with my in-laws. I struggle to understand why they’re so mad at us. I thought we cleared the air after my husband got in trouble for not texting back quick enough/appearing to be on FB. We saw them on Father’s Day and it was incredibly awkward. Monster-in-law walked away from me when I went to go say hello. A family graduation party resulted in them walking past us and never saying goodbye.
30 7 / 2014
Totally sucking at posting lately!
I just finished another grad class. I’m halfway done with my degree! Only five classes to go.
Road trip to Florida next week and I can’t wait. I feel like I’m going home after being away for years. So far my entire itinerary is centered around food.
I need to stop being a fat kid after vacation. Like seriously clothes aren’t fitting now. Post wedding weight is bullshit.
Work is absolutely insane. Usually summer is our downtime, but not this year. Or maybe not for me because we’re always spending money.
I asked my husband if my hot pink nails look like stripper nails. His response: “if I see a stripper, I’m not looking at her nails.” Touché.